In a little while from nowIf I'm not feeling any less sourI promise myself to treat myselfAnd visit a nearby towerAnd climbing to the top will throw myself offIn an effort to make it clear to whoeverWhat it's like when you're shatteredLeft standing in the lurch at a churchWhere people saying: "my god, that's tough""she stood him up""no point in us remaining""we may as well go home"As I did on my ownAlone again, naturally

To think that only yesterdayI was cheerful, bright and gayLooking forward to, who wouldn't do? The role I was about to play? But as if to knock me downReality came aroundAnd without so much as a mere touchCut me into little piecesLeaving me to doubtTalk about God in his mercyWho, if he really does exist,Why did he desert me? In my hour of needI truly am indeedAlone again, naturally

It seems to me that there are more heartsBroken in the world that can't be mendedLeft unattendedWhat do we do? what do we do?

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Alone again, naturally

Looking back over the yearsAnd whatever else that appearsI remember I cried when my father diedNever wishing to hide the tearsAnd at sixty-five years oldMy mother, God rest her soulCouldn't understand why the only manShe had ever loved had been takenLeaving her to start with a heart so badly brokenDespite encouragement from meNo words were ever spokenAnd when she passed awayI cried and cried all dayAlone again, naturallyAlone again, naturally